HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YUKEH!!!111oneoneone ♥♥♥

MASSIVE fic/short dump over at stitchedophelia for her, and for anyone who's interested in reading them. It's become a bit of a practice of mine to write a set of drabbles for my friends on their birthday numbering their age. XD

3 Bloodsport, 1 Endtimes, 1 Thick as Thieves, 1 Persona 3 (Minato-centric)

1 D.Grayman (Cross/Komui, 1 XXXHOLiC (Doumeki-centric), 1 Darker than Black (November 11/Hei hatesex), 3 Katekyo Hitman Reborn (Yamamoto-centric, D18, Tsuna-centric)

3 Ookiku Furikabutte (Abe, Abe's Mom + Haruna's mom, HanaiTajima), 2 Kurenai (Ginko + Shinkurou, Shinkurou), 2 Soul Eater (Death the Kidd, Death Scythe)

This weekend ended wonderfully, and was the best possible thing a girl could ask for after having an exceptionally harrowing week.

Saturday: yukitsu came over although she slept in and should have been around earlier than she was but she fails at waking up so yeah 8D -- we fixed my room (sort of... at least everything's been shoved out of sight and my bookshelf is back to being pretty? o_o), bought (and ate) ice cream, and watched Macross Frontier and Appleseed. Deunan Knute goes right up there with Balsa and Balalaika on my Tough Women I Want to Have Babies With Even Though They'll Prolly Kill Me list, and THERE IS SOMETHING FUNDAMENTALLY WRONG/RIGHT WITH ALTO BEING KANDA!FACE + ABE!VOICE. D:

Today: The usual Sunday gig, 'cept Petrik's family made a guest appearance; Anika got to bully bugger Dad with her cuteness in order to get him to crack nuts for her (no, for serious: she's fascinated at how he does it), and Petrik and Yas talked to my mom about their Church wedding plans. They might have the ceremony in Taal, with the Punzalan Ancestral House as a possible venue for the reception. They left an hour or so after lunch, and everyone kinda went their separate ways... I did some more writing (mostly backlogged drabble ideas from WAY back for Endtimes) and picked up where I left off with the doujinshi downloading madness. hitman_reborn is a bad place to be for a fangirl like me. *coughs*

Being able to do absolutely useless things is very satisfying -- I'm listening through the music lists for my stories (and all characters/pairings/battles within) and STILL downloading KHR porn doujin, and yukitsu and I are also spamming each other's inboxes with FF.net alerts while we update our accounts with all the crap we've written these past few months. People who have me on Author Alert must hate me for the huge-ass fic dumps I have a tendency to do. XD

Right. Now, since third time's the charm and all, if you haven't already answered this poll for me, please answer. THE TIES MUST BE BROKEN.


EDIT: I POSTED MORE STUFFAGE @ THE WRITING JOURNAL YAY!

EDIT 2: Posted again. It's Oofuri porn this time. ♥♥♥

I originally wanted to post this stuff when I had more to show for, but I guess now is as good a time as any. x_X

ORIGINAL WORKS
Bloodsport. Pure Vernunft darf niemals siegen.
Bloodsport. Vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing.

FANFICTION
Ookiku Furikabutte. (in parenthesis).
Ookiku Furikabutte. In the sunlight.

You can access the whole post at stitchedophelia, in case you don't like poking at the individual cuts. :o

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I made my first sortie into Divisoria with yukitsu, synatri, khursten, magnetic_rose and sortinghatlover today! I have but one word to describe the market madeness: CRAZY. I seriously regret not having pictures to post... Divisoria is really a place that one ought to go to for one's self. And the food at 168 was so good. ;A;

Note to self: walking through the market streets of Manila on a weekend = EPIC JOURNEY.

Since my grandmother needed to go to her Church services, I had to leave ahead of the usual LO crew -- took care of dropping synatri off, and then proceeded to drag yukitsu to my house, where we ate dinner, plotted even MORE crack and cooled off our heels. I think we're both ready to face the upcoming week now. <33

Parents aren't around, and knowing my brothers I doubt we'll go to mass tomorrow. That, of course, will leave all of Sunday open to PS2 tiem and writing. I think I've finally succeeded in kicking myself back into action, so I plan to milk it for all its worth before I become busy with school again. LIT CONFERENCE IS COMING UP. *death, doom and destruction!*